(2013)
Inspired by "The Soldier and the Hunchback" by Aleister Crowley.
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Her lashes linger Softly as they bat, Like ripples on the Surface of my memory O, how she
The Darkness Stills neither The heart Nor the mind But rather
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,
How can you hold To your poison So tightly And lap at its Froth, as your
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
I was once a pauper A vagrant rich with pride Of earthly goods I had my fill And paid with greedy eyes
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly
Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,
I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the
The Sun Is the center of consciousness In our solar system Within it
Contradictions brood Like vipers in my mind, Waiting restlessly For their food I feed them